Portrait Of The Young Girl As An Artist letra

Not all limbs have erections
Sometimes even you have to decide
Which is up and which is down
Which travels and which is stationary

Which travels to stations, and which travels aimlessly
And whether desire can perhaps best be described
As a train running into a tunnel
Take your platform hands and run! I said run
Between train track: Thighs.
Not all limbs have erections

Sometimes even you have to decide
Which is up and which is down
Which travels and which is stationary
Which travels to stations, and which travels aimlessly
And whether desire can perhaps best be described
As a train running into a tunnel
Take your platform hands and run! I said

Isn’t monotonous, isn’t it monochromous?
But there’s a light! Do you see it?
It shines from the hole through your hand
And how did I get here? To the hand!
I say: The body is one-way street
And the bodies, like your fingers, bend only inwards.
Not all limbs have erections
Some curl inwards
And some have braces! Ehose train track braces! embraces!

Jenny Hval - Letras

• Amphibious, Androgynous
• Blood Flight
• Conceptual Romance
• Engines In The City
• Female Vampire
• Golden Locks
• Heaven
• How Gentle
• In the Red
• Innocence Is Kinky
• Kingsize
• Lorna
• Milk Of Marrow
• Period Piece
• Portrait Of The Young Girl As An Artist
• Renée Falconetti Of Orléans
• Ritual Awakening
• Sabbath
• Secret Touch
• Take Care Of Yourself
• That Battle Is Over
• The Great Undressing
• The Plague
• Untamed Region
• Why This?
• Year of Love